After Death Chapter 145, Elite Division

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Everyone is rejoicing that the academy is back in the hands of the students. Only Wang Mo has been depressed because he knows that everything is far from over. The most important thing is to enter the four main buildings of the academy and get the cores of the four formations. But now you can't enter any of them, and even if you do, you will be guarded by controlled teachers. This is basically equivalent to not taking back the academy. When the opponent's main force comes back or the ten days pass, there will be no way to recover.

Under a very unfavorable situation, Wang Mo issued a series of very cruel and inexplicable orders. The walls of the college were torn down overnight to open up the connection with the outside world. All hunters caught will be punished according to their crimes, and decisions on capital crimes will be implemented immediately. For a while, the college was filled with voices of repentance and pain, but it fell silent after just a few hours. Immediately send out hundreds of messengers again to inform all nearby cities of the situation here, no matter what family they are owned by.

The last thing Wang Mo did was puzzling. He dismissed most of the ordinary students, leaving only those who signed up in the guild. Because I feel that things in the academy are far from over, I want to pay as little as possible, especially those innocent lives. Ask all these people to report to the big family, and they should be able to get arrangements.

After everything that could be done was done, it was already late at night. Wang Mo sat alone in the room, his heart still hanging in the air. Now there is a sense of powerlessness. Nothing can be done and nothing can be done. We can only passively wait for help. This feels terrible, but I have to keep going.

It was late at night, which should be the safest time, because the soul beasts in the night were so ferocious. But something went wrong at this time, and suddenly a scream pierced the sky. Then there was an overwhelming sound of fighting, and the whole academy was boiling.

Wang Mo quickly rushed out of the house, and the enemy was already in the military camp. All the hunters on guard outside were killed in the battle, and the brothers in the military camp were also falling quickly. It can be seen from the enemy's logo that it should belong to the Piaomiao Pavilion group. These guys are completely deadly, and someone will definitely die if they take action.

Wang Mo, Huang Zhou, and Lao Mo bravely joined the battle. Although the three of them were extremely powerful, they could not turn the tide. Because there are too many opponents, and everyone has good strength. On the contrary, Wang Mo was far behind. The highest average hunter only had a few hundred thousand soul power, and the gap in the middle was irreparable.

"That's the conductor!" Wang Mo saw a person from a distance, standing at the end of the crowd with his hands behind his back, as if watching the fun.

He opened the Sword of Truth and killed all the way, and soon rushed to the enemy. A sword light struck out quickly and accurately, at least forcing the opponent to dodge. Unexpectedly, something strange and terrifying happened. Three figures appeared from behind the guy, blocking the attack quickly and neatly.

"The controlled teacher, this is Yuan Nie!" Wang Mo saw the black formation behind these three people and immediately identified the target person. But now is not the time for a fight. There are too many people behind him who have been killed by the enemy.

"Vajra Protection, up!" Wang Mo touched the rosary on his wrist and activated a third-level protective formation circuit. A circle of golden soul power rose up from the wall, protecting everyone in the Hunter Guild in the middle. The attacks from outsiders had no effect at all, and they couldn't use this powerful formation at all.

"How long can it last?" Huang Zhou asked worriedly.

"Organize everyone to provide soul power for this formation, and it can last for up to ten hours!" Wang Mo also replied helplessly. If the guild members from the Twin Cities were here, he would never be in such a mess.

"Wang Mo, I have wanted to deal with you for a long time, and now I finally found the opportunity!" Yuan Nie looked at the powerful formation in front of him without the slightest worry, "Everyone surrounded this place, and when the formation dispersed, they would naturally be It’s a turtle in a urn.”

Yuan Nie is very good-looking, and seems to be a bit feminine, with a girly feeling. The form of turning around and leaving is the expression of a gorgeous woman.

Time is fair to everyone, and daytime comes at the same speed every day. The golden wall was slightly dull, but still as strong as an iron wall. The people of the Piaomiao Regiment were not in a hurry to attack, but were still waiting for opportunities. And that Yuan Nie is not here at all, he has gone to rest somewhere.

"Breakout!" The only way Wang Mo could think of was to take the initiative to evacuate the golden wall in the afternoon, and then try to take the remaining people out of the academy. As for the situation inside the forest, we can only deal with it later. You can't ruin everyone's lives for one goal.

Just when all the enemies were getting a little tired in the afternoon, the originally bright golden wall suddenly disappeared. Wang Mo took the lead and led the remaining hunters to break out of the academy. This was also his backup plan, otherwise he wouldn't have pushed all the walls ahead of time.

The people in the Piaomiao Group were unable to react to the instantaneous change. According to calculations, it should not take long. After reacting, Wang Mo and his men had already rushed out of the military camp and broke out towards the nearest courtyard wall.

"Don't leave!" Yuan Nie suddenly appeared at the nearest courtyard wall, followed by hundreds of ferocious hunters. He looked at Wang Mo with a mean smile, "I had already guessed that you would break out from here, because you There’s no other way, right?”

"Are you Yuan Nie? The guy who set up the formation circuit for the teacher?" Wang Mo was no longer afraid now. Even if the hunters behind him were killed, he still had to get rid of this scourge today.

"What are you talking about!" The three controlled teachers appeared while they were speaking, allowing Yuan Nie to be slapped in the mouth as if they were humiliated. "I just took advantage of their weakness to give them a small surprise, didn't I? Okay?"

"Involving three teachers, I will kill this guy!" Wang Mo gritted his teeth with hatred, but his instructions were not messed up at all. After Huang Zhou and Lao Mo entangled the three teachers, they drew out the sword of truth behind their backs and approached the damn Yuan Nie.

"Hey..." Yuan Nie's voice was so unpleasant that he backed away continuously after seeing Wang Mo. He immediately encouraged his subordinates, "Why don't you kill the remaining cowards?"

Wang Mo had already guessed that he had this hand, and now it was time to sacrifice. So he didn't look back, but rushed towards Yuan Nie angrily. Thirty million soul powers condensed into the Sword of Truth, striking at the opponent's head with hatred and hatred.

"Thirty million?" Yuan Nie was also stunned when he saw Wang Mo's soul power, but he was not too scared. He unleashed the same soul power to fight against him, but his fighting methods seemed to be different. The body retreated continuously, but the three long swords were suspended in the air, attacking Wang Mo as if they were controlled remotely.

"Fantasy Hunter..."

Many hunters behind them were exclaiming, even with voices of despair. Fantasy hunters are simply legendary beings, and it is reasonable to be afraid of them. The most puzzling person here is Wang Mo. Why would there be a second fantasy hunter?

"That's wrong..." Wang Mo immediately saw the flaw. These three swords were not controlled by spiritual power, but by the formation above. To put it simply, the formation is carved on the long sword so that the long sword can be commanded remotely.

"Disturbing..." Wang Mo stood directly in the middle of the three long swords and used the Sword of Truth to carve a third-level basic formation in the void. This formation has only one function, which is to disrupt the nearby soul power. For a moment, the three swords seemed to be drunk, swaying and about to fall.

"Using formations to control the long sword, pretending to be a fantasy hunter, just a small trick!" Wang Mo pointed out Yuan Nie's method and threw the Sword of Truth. Also 'imitating' the opponent, he controlled the long sword to kill Xiang Yuan Nie.

Wang Mo has never dared to use the ability of Fantasy Hunter in front of others. Now that he has such a good opportunity, how can he not make good use of it.

The sword of truth struck directly at Yuan Nie's head with terrifying power. This guy never dreamed that the other party would also use this method. He quickly took out a piece of jade formation and used a protective formation to resist this attack.

"Look at those people in Lide, don't you feel bad?" Yuan Nie used this trick again, trying to blackmail Wang Mo.

"Killing you will be more effective, what do you think!" Wang Mo simply used his sword control technique with all his strength, and wanted to kill Yuan Nie at any cost. He was really filled with hatred.

The huge sword of truth is as flexible as a swallow, flying up and down and jumping, and various sword skills are endless. Yuan Nie was forced to run back like a wild dog, howling. Just a second before Yuan Nie's body was dismembered, he shouted at the slashed sword, "If I die, all the teachers who were controlled will die. Try it!"

Wang Mo felt carefully and found that the soul power of the three teachers was really restless and was already in the process of exploding. He didn't expect that Yuan Nie, a boy so difficult to deal with, would have such a method.

"Haha..." Suddenly Yuan Nie threw a crystal, and after the smoke spread, it flew into the air, and in an instant it was out of Wang Mo's attack range. Then he shouted angrily, "Kill them all. It doesn't matter if you let those three go, everyone else will die!"

"What should Wang Mo do?" Huang Zhou heard the screams coming continuously and anxiously asked Wang Mo for a solution.

Although I was prepared in my heart to let these people sacrifice, when faced with such a thing, the pain in my heart was indescribable. Wang Mo spoke three times, but he never said anything about evacuating. But if the struggle continues here, the result will still be the same. No one could get off, but all three of them got caught up.

"Boss, get out of the way!" Fan Yao's voice came out just when things were getting into trouble. The ground began to shake violently, and a large army was right in front of them. Wang Mo turned back and looked in the direction of the sound. The two most conspicuous flags were the five-color flag of the Hunter Guild and the flag representing the Tang family.

"Kill!" Fan Yao saw Wang Mo and did not stop at all. Instead, he led nearly two thousand elites and rushed directly into the enemy's camp. These are the team members who have followed Wang Mo and experienced hundreds of battles, and they killed the enemy to pieces in an instant. Not only did he save the life of the academy hunter, but he also regained control of the situation.

"He's no longer the cowardly and fearful Fan Yao. He's awesome!" Wang Mo watched Fan Yao take the lead in charging into the enemy camp, with no enemies around him, and couldn't help but sigh at Huang Zhou and Lao Mo.

"I know her very well!" Old Mo took over the topic, "On time, Han Qing refused to take action, so he went back to the guild to move troops, and he got here day and night."

"Damn it, Yuan Nie ran away!" Yuan Nie ran away as soon as he spoke, which made Wang Mo feel regretful. But we can only solve the immediate matter first, and fortunately, dawn has come.

"Surf the gun and don't kill!"

Wang Mo said something from the battlefield, and then led everyone to start cleaning up the mess.